Sagi Kalev got to meet the Things at a Beachbody Super Saturday event

Creator of Body Beast Sagi Kalev got to meet the Things! Thing 1 is totally star struck by Sagi and is a complete fan!!

Today we traveled to Alpena, MI for Beachbody’s Super Saturday event where Sagi got to meet the Things! This was quite an adventure, to say the least. There were film crews, photographers, Top Ten coaches, Leaders, the CEO of Beachbody (Carl Daikeler), the trainer for Body Beast (Sagi Kalev), and 230 coaches in the room for the business meeting and the live workout after. Gregg, the kids and I packed into the car at 7:30 am and man-oh-man I was impressed with us. We had to be there at 10:30 am (Gregg had an interview with Carl before the event) and our departure time put us in Alpena at 9:45. Perfect!!!!

Until we got about 25 minuets into our drive and realized I forgot my purse and Gregg forgot the card we put the room on. I was nauseated. My forgetfulness was going to cost Gregg his once-in-a-lifetime interview with Carl. I felt like I was going to cry. My 7-year-old son (Thing 1) was crying. He did NOT want to do the drive again. My 5-year-old son (Thing 2) began crying shortly after–mostly cuz the emotions were at an all time high in the car as we raced back from where we had just left. We flew into the driveway, grabbed our forgotten items, ran back to the car and hit the road again.

I said a silent prayer thanking God when the GPS displayed we would arrive in Alpena at 10:33 am. When Gregg had me pull up the itinerary via his cell phone and it revealed that 10:30 was a “soft” start time, I broke down and cried. Thank you, God, for somehow allowing my human error to be a mild inconvenience and not derailing the whole day!

After a few emergent stops on the side of the road (a boy’s gotta go when a boy’s gotta go and it’s not like we were traveling a heavily populated area) we finally arrived at our destination of Alpena Community College at 10:42 am. WHEW! I dropped Gregg off and took the Things to the babysitter’s house, exchanged cell numbers, said a silent prayer that this was the right thing to do (I have never just left them like this before…it was uncomfortable for me), got back into the car and arrived on time for the event kickoff. The meeting was amazing for me. I learned much and was once again reconnect with my passion for why I am a Beachbody coach–ever watching the clock knowing I wanted to pick them up in time for us to do the group workout with Sagi.

I got to the sitter’s to retrieve the kids and returned to the event. We were walking down the halls of the college when we heard Sagi on stage. Thing 1 stopped dead in his tracks and the dimples were flashing. His eyes, dancing and bright like I usually only see them after Santa arrived, turned to me and asked who that was. When I told him what he already knew a soft smile crept on his face. We meandered through the hallway and stood in the back of the room to hear this unusually muscular man speak in a very soothing tone and share some incredibly powerful thoughts, concepts, beliefs, and ideas. I snuck Thing 1 quietly down the aisle and let him take my seat next to Gregg then went back up to hang with Thing 2, who was in a riveting game of Angry Birds on my cell phone.

Words of encouragement from Sagi Kalev

After the event concluded, we all hurriedly changed into workout clothes and went to the gymnasium. Thing 1 was actively engaged and cheering us on most of the time. Thing 2 continued his  riveting game of Angry Birds on the side of the gym floor. Sagi CRUSHED us with his live workout!!!  The photo at the top of this blog was taken post workout and Thing 1 was beyond excited when Sagi pointed to Thing 1’s bicep and exclaimed in amazement how big his bicep was. That. Made. His. Day. The joy in Thing 1’s face made mine.

Sagi joined the Beachbody crew for dinner after and my son continued to circle Sagi and watch him from afar. He was joyous when Sagi gave him a high five, low five, and a knuckle bump out the door. It was so cool to watch!!!!

Here’s the deal. I know I love Beachbody. I know how it has deeply and permanently positively changed my life and am forever grateful for that. That said, watching how Beachbody has rippled through to my children leaves my heart touched. My eyes teary. My smile soft. I know I’ve made huge mistakes with the boys and that I’ve many more to make in their lives. I cannot change that. I can, however, take tremendous pride in what I do well with them. Teaching them about food. Encouraging them to exercise in a way that’s fun for them. Sharing the personality types with them and teaching them their own style as well as those around them. Pointedly giving them lessons in tempering their own personality style to match those around them and how to speak the other’s language. Life changing stuff here, people.

So when Thing 2 was struggling to buckle his seat belt and Thing 1 leans over, smiles, and says, “C’mon! Beast Up! You gotta have FUN with it!!” it helps me remember that I’m putting forward a great example for them. That, my friend, is good enough for today.

If Only

If Only
If Only

Regret can be a beast. It can consume a person. “If only. ” Think about it–our athletes, politicians, employers, employees, teachers, police officers, first responders, parents, siblings, children, friends and more–all have had moments they wish they had a “do over.” Even the Star Wars Storm Trooper probably had a moment of reflection mixed with regret. And, heck, they aren’t even human! My point? We all generally do the very best we can with the knowledge we have at the moment. That said, what do we do with those moments that beckon; if only?

If only…if only I had been a better student in high school. If only I had focused and created better study habits. What would my professional career had been. If only….

If only…if only I had tried harder in sports. If only I had treated practice more as preparation for the big game day than an excuse to fluff off. If only I had shown up to each practice and given it everything I had instead of being bitter cuz I was benched during last week’s game. If only…

If only I had dated better in high school and/or college. If only I had taken the time to truly interview the person who was applying for the role of my partner. If only I had taken the time to truly scrutinize and determine what qualifications my partner NEEDED to have prior to allowing them full access to my life. To my heart. To my future. If only…

If only…I had applied myself more at my last job. If I’d have shown up on time, worked a full day, not gossiped, and paid attention to the training I received I might have been able to keep the job. If only…

“If only” moments happen to all of us in one form or another. I imagine when American rapper, song writer, and producer Eminem takes the stage, when Dallas Cowboys Quarterback Tony Romo takes a field, when U.S. President Obama takes the podium, when US Olympian swimmer Michael Phelps takes the water, when fire fighters don their gear in the middle of a night and unite at a blaze, when police officers respond to a domestic dispute at a home and children are present….I imagine they all have their best plan in place. They all have their best game face on. And, I hazard a guess: when they’re done, they all have their own level of regret. Their own level of “if only.” The point is that life is NOT perfect. It is incredibly messy. It is haphazard and we’re often thrown into the position of choosing the blue pill/red pill much like in the movie Matrix where we’re presented with an impossible choice and expected to make the right choice the first time around.

At the beginning and end of any day, life is meant to be messy. Life is meant to be lived. It is meant to be riddled with mistakes, errors, and moments where participants scratch their head in wonder of, “Why did I do that?!?!?” Life is not meant to be perfect. It’s meant to be colorful. It’s meant to be emotional. It’s meant to be unique. MOST OF ALL…LIFE IS MEANT TO BE LIVED. Not existed. Not tolerated. LIVED.   Go out there and grab what you want with the passion a child clutches a recently found but formerly lost favorite stuffed animal. Life is meant to be LIVED. So…to hell with the “if only” and embrace the concept, “I’m gonna try…”

Instead of being paralyzed by, “if only” be enabled and freed by “I tried.”Spending our time and energy trying to think inside the box, trying to be what the world thinks we should, trying to take our own personal dreams and goals and forcing them into the back seat cuz they may offend someone is just downright silly. In the words of Eminem in his song Lose Yourself (explicit);

 

“You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime.”

 

My point? LIFE IS MEANT TO BE LIVED. Go out and mess it all up. Go out and do it perfectly. Whatever. JUST GO LIVE IT!!! My Great-Aunt lived to about 93 years of age–and did so without regret. Does that mean she didn’t royally jack some stuff up? HECK NO!!! Her mistakes topped the charts for some. She was an amazing woman that I loved, honored, respected and emulated. And (holy cats) she was human. She made so many “mistakes” in her life but, at the end of her life, she was satisfied. She didn’t bemoan what didn’t work–she celebrated what DID.  That is my wish for you.

Often, at the end of any day, we focus on the risks we didn’t take. The chances we passed over. Allow me to hand you a hall pass to life wherein you just go after it and live you life to its fullest–to the utter dismay and undulated joy of those around you. Think about it–you’re living you life for you. GO LIVE IT.

Taming my Ego is a bigger task than I thought it would be.

Taming the Ego is a BEAST

My ego kills me every time. And, the kicker of it is I used to think I didn’t have an ego to battle. I mean, not really. I figured since I wasn’t an ego maniac that meant that I didn’t have the troubles that many did. WRONG. Then, with some pushing from my Beachbody peeps,  I attended a Dani Johnson event and my ego

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Commitment. Triathlon in Traverse City MI

Me with my boys after last year's triathlon
Me with my boys after last year’s triathlon

DANG IT!!! I did it again. I committed to doing the Traverse City Triathlon then decided I wasn’t going to do it. Then, at the last minute, decided I was going to do it. This would be fine if I was talking about a commitment to mow the lawn, volunteer at a soup kitchen, or recycle every week. Not so much when the commitment is a triathlon. Yet, that’s what I did.

I am a pusher. I challenge people. I get them to do crap they normally wouldn’t do because…let’s face it…we’re all a bunch of insecure chickens at heart. We typically talk ourselves out of doing something long before we’ve even attempted to try it. I believe in you. I know you can do more (and yes, I mean you) than

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Success is a journey

 

People often look at successful people and think they live a blessed life, lucked into success, or that success was given to them. It’s easy to look at a financially fit person and determine they came from money. It’s common to look at a physically fit person and determine it’s their genes that make them that way. Without knowing better, we can look at a successful marriage and say they don’t have the troubles that we have communicating.

Myth. Myth. Myth.

Success in anything…

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Body Beast: Legs Day 2. Focus on the blessings

Man I woke up grumpy and this is tough for me right now. I’m brand new into Body Beast (a weight training program that is designed to add mass~READ: very little cardio~ and I use cardio to work through my emotions) and I needed an attitude adjustment. BIG TIME. With no cardio to turn to and left to doing Body Beast: Legs; I was skeptical at best.

Turns out…it worked!!!! I was a sweaty mess and was sooooooo focused on my form and lifting heavy that it allowed the stress to go find someone else to bug (sorry if it was you) and I finished feeling energized and ready to take on my week. What a wonderful surprise! The Legs workout pushed me and pushed me hard. It got me to lift heavy. That said, PAY ATTENTION TO YOUR FORM. It’s easy to lift too much with bad form and injure yourself (very bad). If needed, go lighter on your first round of Legs to make sure your form is perfect.

My nutrition? Yeah…struggling like I thought I would. That’s a whole lot of food to eat (approximately 3,000 calories) in a day and I’m a lifelong meal skipper. YOWZA. What a challenge!!! I’m at least feeling hungry–so I got that going for me. Normally, I don’t feel hungry. No…I’m not super human…I’ve taught my body how to starve itself :/ Firing up my metabolism will help me much.

My takeaway as I spent time weaving through my grumpiness…count my blessings. Were there things wrong in my life? Yep. Absolutely. But there were also things that were amazingly wonderful, too. If I allow the crap to pile up on top of what’s good–I’m losing out. So, I force myself to pull the blessings up and out–put them at the top of my list of things to be thankful for–and smile.

Oh–and there is no estrogen in this program. Anywhere. Period. It’s a bunch of men BEASTING UP. It’s totally odd–and I love it. I don’t stare at the TV in awe of the perfect Barbie Doll figures and compare myself in an unhealthy way. I merely try to mirror their form and do my best to UNLEASH IT!

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